It's hard to believe it's been 10 years since Industry Nightclub opened its doors, not to mention six since it closed them.
Testifying to the impact the legendary after-hours club had on Toronto's nightlife, the annual reunion party continues to be one of the highlights of the year.
This year it ended up at Sonic Nightclub and drew a huge crowd out on the long-weekend Sunday to hear Chicago/San Francisco veteran Mark Farina alongside original resident DJs Mario J , Matt C and Kenny Glasgow .
Farina's always been well loved by Toronto, and it's not hard to see why. He's adept at straddling that line between warm, funky sounds and edgy, dark electronic grooves, moving through moods gracefully and smoothly but still managing to play a wide variety of sounds in the course of a few hours.
The club itself is looking and sounding better each visit, which is encouraging, since it started out pretty close to the top of the heap as it was. Will it be remembered with the same adoration people feel for Industry? Hard to say, but it's on the right track.
Stopped by 99 Sudbury late Friday night to check out Random Play 's presentation of Low Budget and Aaron LaCrate , who collaborated earlier this year on a DJ mix of Baltimore club music that was well received by critics and music nerds, especially overseas.
For those unsure of what the genre refers to, it's a grimy form of Baltimore party music based on hiphop and booty and more than a bit reminiscent of early rave music. Imagine a fast, aggressive beat, some noisy synth lines and some guy yelling about asses.
It's a style that's been around since the 90s but is only recently making waves outside the city where it evolved. Judging from the audience response on Friday, it looks like the local scenesters aren't sure what they think of it. While there were a few pockets of dancing, when you looked across the room most people seemed bewildered about how to react to the pummelling bass.
It's a fun sound, albeit somewhat obnoxious, but it loses something outside its natural environment and away from its original audience.
Walking around this year's Caribana parade, enjoying the sun and the bass, I couldn't help but wonder why so many people grumble about one of the best street parties in the country.
Maybe all they see of it is the unofficial parade of American SUVs up and down Yonge at night, but if you actually go to the Caribana parade, it's easier to accept the small inconveniences an extra million people in the city inevitably bring.
How can you not love the sight of little kids dancing to the soca booming out of huge stacks of speakers travelling down the Lakeshore on flatbed trucks?